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I’m a wimp. I don’t like being too hot. I don’t like being too cold. My good parenting is directly related to the weather. At 78 degrees with no humidity I’m a great mom. Increase the temperature or humidity and I start to suck. I’m probably a pretty good mom even down into the upper 50’s, but the suckiness takes over again much below that. Too bad I don’t live in a remotely temperate climate!

Today for example: It’s about 90 degrees with so much humidity that stepping outside feels like stepping into someone’s mouth. I am not taking the kids to the pool. I am not playing outside with the sprinkler. Instead, I’m inside on the computer while L is plugged into his second movie of the day and S is searching for things she hasn’t already destroyed.

I wish L was not watching TV. I wish I was reading him books and building forts and painting and making rice krispie treats. But I don’t wanna. A better mom would. Hell, a babysitter would.

When L looks back on his childhood summers is he going to remember all the TV he watched? Ugh. Or am I still in a safe zone thinking he won’t remember this because he’s only 3?

The guilt is killing me!!! But, it’s not strong enough to make me build a fort. Maybe this afternoon…

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